If you’re a fan of the yards per play metric, then this post at Team Speed Kills will be right up your alley. Particularly this chart ranking the conference teams by the ratio of offensive to defensive ypp:

Rank

Team

Offensive YPP

Defensive YPP

Ratio

1

Louisiana State

6.91

3.46

2.00

2

Alabama

6.69

3.56

1.88

3

Georgia

7.80

4.69

1.66

4

South Carolina

6.71

4.53

1.48

5

Florida

6.42

4.55

1.41

6

Texas A&M

6.02

4.43

1.36

7

Mississippi State

6.71

5.32

1.26

8

Vanderbilt

4.71

4.29

1.10

9

Kentucky

5.87

5.35

1.10

10

Mississippi

7.05

6.67

1.06

11

Auburn

5.42

5.50

0.99

12

Tennessee

5.72

6.73

0.85

13

Missouri

4.10

4.86

0.84

14

Arkansas

4.02

5.88

0.68

Some of this will come as no surprise: there’s a reason the top five teams on the list are recognized as the five best teams in the SEC. And why Arkansas has been such a disappointment.

On the other hand, Missouri is kind of turning that whole Big 12 mystique on its head, as it looks quite credible on defense and anemic on offense.

And then there’s that Tennessee defensive number. Vols, we tried to warn you that the transition to a 3-4 scheme won’t be a smooth one.

Tenn Dawg, I was going to point out Vandy’s position, but was going to ask everyone not to let Scorp know. Now do you see what you have done? He won’t fall asleep until Fri morn. He’s going for stunt double backup to the worry dog with his bone in the TV ad.

Now you have to join him in worrying about Vandy. Today is ashes-in-the-hair Thurs, two days before Bobo hair-pulling-out day. It’s going to be a Hairy week.

Interesting stats that somehow conform to our mindset. Could it be that we are addicted to a score-based assessment of our team as the penultimate factor while W/L rules the day?

Interesting stuff. When you guest posted with the guy from Rock M Nation he pointed out that Missouri needed to be able to run the ball to establish their passing game. They haven’t really been able to do that consistently and it shows.

I already have Franklin’s face photo clipped to the wife’s chickens’s tailfeathers. It looks funny for the chickens when they trot and make his head bounce; looks natural for Franklin; surprises the fox when she sneaks up on the chickens. Sod’s face will go there Sun and SOS will follow the week after. That’s when I kick the clip off.

No trouble. Out of seven strangers who moved from a chicken coop in the woods across from us, one hen has survived. I don’t have to dodge the chickenshit that used to be all over the place when they were free-range, thanks to Sybil. The rest of the Amnesian’s chickens are in a pen repleat with house and plush nesting boxes. They get a free-range day when the sky is bright such that hawk shadows will be cast for a chicken-clucker alarm to be sounded. Dark days are the hawk’s best camouflage for attack.

The chickens fail to understand why they are scheduled like that. You can explain it and even put pictures on their ass and the mother-cluckers still don’t get it. Much like our friends in Columbia who can’t find their ass with a picture, both hands and a search warrant.

Quote Of The Day

“Give them credit, but I think everybody can see that Georgia’s going to be a force to be reckoned with. I’m very proud of this team and this university, and we’re not going anywhere.’ — Kirby Smart, AJ-C, 1/9/18